「Night.」
In a massage parlor near Yangcheng Railway Station.
Sun Zhe sat on the massage bed, listening attentively as the madam introduced the services. He appeared calm on the surface, but inside, he was a bundle of nerves.
"Handsome, we run a high-end service here. Whether it's a '95' or a '98', we offer it all!"
"College students, white-collar ladies, young models, flight attendants, kindergarten teachers, part-time housewives… we can arrange anything you want!"
Listening to the madam's exhaustive list, Sun Zhe couldn't help but feel an itch of excitement. "Hmm… a college student, then. I'll have a college student!"
"You got it! I'll get that set up for you right away. Satisfaction guaranteed!"
Watching the madam's swaying hips as she left, Sun Zhe sighed softly. Damn this blasted Yin Yang Sacred Heart Technique. If it weren't for that, I would never have come to a place like this!
The thought of the cultivation technique he was practicing troubled him. This, in turn, made him think of his grandfather. His parents had divorced when he was very young, and he had lived with his grandfather in the village for as long as he could remember. Just a week ago, his grandfather had passed away.
Now alone, Sun Zhe had no choice but to travel to Yang City to find his father. While packing before he left, he had found a copy of the *Yin Yang Sacred Heart Technique* among his grandfather's belongings.
He had tried practicing it out of curiosity, but the results quickly spiraled out of control. The *Yin Yang Sacred Heart Technique* was, in fact, a dual cultivation technique. And as the name implied, dual cultivation required both a man and a woman to practice it.
Cultivating it alone had caused an excess of Yang Qi and an imbalance of yin and yang in his body. He felt as though he was about to explode. And so, the moment he arrived in Yang City, he made his way to this massage parlor.
…
KNOCK. KNOCK. KNOCK.
The sound pulled Sun Zhe from his thoughts. A sweet voice drifted from outside the door. "Hello, may I come in?"
Sun Zhe tensed up immediately, blurting out, "Please, come in!"
A moment later, a young lady in a JK skirt appeared before him. "Hello, sir," she said politely. "Number 98 is happy to serve you."
With the same feeling as unboxing a mystery gift, Sun Zhe glanced up, only to be stunned the next second. She was an absolute knockout.
The young lady looked no older than twenty, with fair skin, a beautiful face, and long legs. She wore a JK skirt and a cropped top. Her slender legs were wrapped in sheer black stockings that shone delicately under the room's warm light.
Around her willowy waist, the tops of the stockings rose above her skirt, snugly covering her smooth abdomen. This outfit, a perfect balance of sexy and innocent, combined with her subtle smoky makeup, made her a bewitching, soul-snatching beauty.
Sun Zhe was overjoyed, his eyes glued to her, dying to get to know her on a much deeper level.
"Sir, why don't you... take a shower first?"
Her words snapped him back to reality. He gave an embarrassed smile and hurried toward the bathroom. He had been on a train for two days and had only just arrived in Yang City tonight. He was drenched in sweat and definitely needed a wash.
Watching Sun Zhe's retreating back, the young lady tilted her head and sighed silently. If her family weren't in desperate need of money, pushed to her absolute limit, she would never have chosen to work in a place like this.
Oh well, it's come to this. Ye Qiao, you can't back down now! she told herself, clenching her small fists. Just pretend a dog bit you!
She looked toward the bathroom, listening to the rushing water. The client doesn't look that old, she thought. And aside from being a bit plain, he's actually quite handsome. It's still work, but it's much better than servicing those fat, bald old men!
Meanwhile, in the bathroom, the thought of the sexy young lady waiting outside made Sun Zhe's very soul tremble with excitement.
Before long, he emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a towel, only to be surprised. The young lady was already lying on the bed. A blanket covered her upper body, leaving only her long, black-stockinged legs exposed. Her sexy yet innocent JK outfit had been removed and was piled in a messy yet enticing heap on the small sofa by the bed.
Sun Zhe scratched his head, feeling at a loss. He was a complete novice with no real-world experience, his knowledge limited to the occasional adult film he'd watched. Now, faced with the real thing, he had forgotten nearly all the moves and routines he had learned from his "study materials."
Damn it! For the sake of my cultivation, I'll go all out! Sun Zhe suddenly gritted his teeth, steeled his resolve, and decisively climbed onto the bed. He figured that in this life, a man was bound to get some real-world experience sooner or later.
As an intoxicatingly sweet fragrance filled his nose, Sun Zhe felt a rush of heat. The Yang Qi in his body spun out of control, and he began to move on pure instinct. He was like a starved beast, disregarding Ye Qiao's soft whimpers.
After a frenzy of licking and biting her pale neck and collarbone, he suddenly knelt up. He grabbed her slender, stocking-clad legs and hoisted them onto his shoulders, like a farmer about to plow his field.
"Ah… Sir, please slow down. I'm scared." Ye Qiao bit the back of her hand, her beautiful eyes shimmering with tears, both nervous and frightened.
Sun Zhe's face was flushed, his breathing ragged. His eyes were fixed on the breathtaking view faintly visible beneath the sheer black fabric as he frantically swallowed his saliva. It was only then that he realized she was wearing nothing at all beneath the stockings.
The nearly transparent material did nothing to hide the view; instead, it added a tantalizing layer of mystery. He had only ever seen such things on his phone, but today, he was finally witnessing it for real.
It was the most tempting sight in the world. She was like an oyster holding a precious pearl, making one desperate to pry it open and explore the treasure within.
Gazing at the beautiful sight, he felt his entire body begin to burn. The Yang Qi inside him was boiling, restless and wild.
"Beauty, I... I'm going to start."
Ye Qiao's face was flushed with shame. She gripped the bedsheets tightly, bit her lower lip, and gave a slight nod.
But in the next moment, as Sun Zhe untied the towel from his waist, her eyes shot wide open. Her face filled with terror, and her delicate body trembled uncontrollably as if she had received a tremendous shock.
Oh my god, you're so… so big! Can that even go in?